Mr. Dark 4By: Lauren Landish
The rest of the date went wonderfully, and I was more and more impressed by Scott's charm. I've never been snobby about who I date, I didn't care that he was an HVAC repairman, but I also want to have the complete package for someone I'm dating.
I want brains to go with looks if its going to be more than a one night flirt session. Scott was checking all of the boxes. In addition to being cute, he was smart, in the sort of mix of street smarts and book smarts that told me he had taken what he'd learned in his HVAC license course, combined it with a high school education, and them swirled it all around with a few years of being out in the real world doing stuff. He had gaps in his knowledge, but admitted it, and not in that yeah I'm ignorant and proud of it way that a lot of insecure people get. He was just honest about it, while at the same time expressing a desire to learn more.
By the time the last slice of pizza was gone, I knew that I wanted to see Scott again. I hadn't had such a great date in at least a year, and I was enjoying every moment. "I suppose you have work tomorrow," Scott said as we left the restaurant. "I kind of wish you didn't."
"Oh, why's that?" I said as we walked through the parking lot. I entwined my arm with his, snuggling against him. "You think you'll get more than a shared pizza from me tonight?"
Scott actually blushed, and I could feel my heart and body react to the bashful look he gave me. "No, but a guy can wish," he said. "Actually, I just really enjoyed this, and don't want it to end."
"Neither do I," I said, "But yes, we both have work tomorrow. So, I had an idea that maybe could work for both of us."
"What's that?" Scott asked, giving me a small smile.
"Well, when I said Thursday, it's because Friday and Saturdays are my social nights," I said. "I was thinking maybe you'd like to go out again tomorrow night? And if things go late tomorrow night, neither of us has our schedules too disturbed."
Scott's smile was electric and bright, and I could see the happiness in his eyes. "I think I'd like that. Well, in the mean time, let me take you home like a gentleman, and we can discuss details on the way."
The drive home didn't take as long as finding Mar De Napoli, and by the time we'd gotten to my place we had barely set a time for when to pick me up the next night. I knew what I wanted though. After watching him work physically on the air conditioner, I'd seen his muscles at work, now I wanted to see him in a more sensual activity. "You're serious?" Scott said when I told him my plan. "A dance club?"
"Sure am. What, you don't want to see me in a short skirt?" I teased, crossing and uncrossing my legs for him.
Scott laughed and shook his head. "No, I just am a bit nervous of looking like a goofball trying to be coordinated on the floor. Promise to take it easy on me?"
"We'll see," I told him. We were soon at my apartment, and Scott stopped his car. "Thank you for a lovely dinner, Scott."
"Can I walk you to your door?" he asked. "I promise, just to the door."
"I'd like that," I said, and waited for him to come around and let me out. I could feel the pleasant tension as he led me to my door, something I hadn't felt in a long time from any date.
"I had a great time too," Scott said when we reached my door. "And I'm looking forward to tomorrow."
He leaned forward naturally, and our lips met. It was a good kiss, strong enough that I could appreciate his strength without being too forward. I let the kiss linger for a good amount of time before pulling back, smiling. "I'm looking forward to it too. Good night, Scott."
I was true to my word, waiting for Mark when he got back from his mission with my hair twisted into a thick cable braid and then laid over my left shoulder. Other than that, I wasn't wearing a thing when he came into the master bath suite of Mount Zion. Instead, I was sitting in the deep central tub, which was filled with milky colored water that covered me almost all the way to my chin. The tops of my breasts broke the surface of the water, but that was it. "My brave warrior returns."
Mark shrugged off his jacket and watched me as I slid through the water until I was on the other edge, facing him. I could feel my butt sticking out of the water, and knew I was enticing him. "I'm glad to see that you worried about my safety," he teased, pulling off his t-shirt. "What if I had gotten shot down or something?"
"Then I would have come to your rescue," I replied matter of factly. "Besides, I didn't start this bath until you were already down and in the car back here."
"I see. And you're not interested at all in what we learned from my little case of corporate espionage?" he asked, unbuckling his belt.